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Either my dad is a bit weird or there's a burglar in my house. And here I am, sitting at the pooter. :S
I was merrily lying in bed...just lying there, yes, as you do. And tra la la, all of a sudden I hear my nasty gate to my back door and *evil* (patios are evil dontcha know) patio door slam shut. For that to happen someone would have to open it which is bloody hard. Damn fucking thing. Of course maybe I left it open sometime so I ignored it and continued...to lie (or lay?) happily in my bed, yup yup. Ahem.
Soon, I hear someone fiddle with the back door. I was still in bed humming along to that new song by Christina Aguilera by now (I think it's pretty) and I generally work under the assumption that as soon as there is a noise my mum or dad will hear it. Plus if it is some looney or something *coughShyBoycough*
I'll just lock us all in the bathroom and use my trusty mobile to...call the looney to death. Yes.
Anyway, about ten minutes later I was attempting sleep. Hurrah! And, dun dun dun, I hear my front door open. Okay, I am indeed a wimp so this scared the shit out of me. My front door has two locks on it. It's hard to open one of the locks let alone two. I think the door is still open. This is about another ten minutes later. I can hear it creaking and it only makes that noise when it's open. Whhhhy I begin to wonder.
Then I heard someone go in some other room downstairs. Hmmm.
But the thing is that I think my dad was downstairs which explains why it could've been him, plus I saw some car lights start up and go and then come back so maybe that was him buggering off in the car. But where would he be going at like 1am ish? Crazy bugger.
So yeah, I'm still thinking that if there is a noise my parents will hear it.
Anyway, how are all of you?
I was merrily lying in bed...just lying there, yes, as you do. And tra la la, all of a sudden I hear my nasty gate to my back door and *evil* (patios are evil dontcha know) patio door slam shut. For that to happen someone would have to open it which is bloody hard. Damn fucking thing. Of course maybe I left it open sometime so I ignored it and continued...to lie (or lay?) happily in my bed, yup yup. Ahem.
Soon, I hear someone fiddle with the back door. I was still in bed humming along to that new song by Christina Aguilera by now (I think it's pretty) and I generally work under the assumption that as soon as there is a noise my mum or dad will hear it. Plus if it is some looney or something *coughShyBoycough*
I'll just lock us all in the bathroom and use my trusty mobile to...call the looney to death. Yes.Anyway, about ten minutes later I was attempting sleep. Hurrah! And, dun dun dun, I hear my front door open. Okay, I am indeed a wimp so this scared the shit out of me. My front door has two locks on it. It's hard to open one of the locks let alone two. I think the door is still open. This is about another ten minutes later. I can hear it creaking and it only makes that noise when it's open. Whhhhy I begin to wonder.
Then I heard someone go in some other room downstairs. Hmmm.
But the thing is that I think my dad was downstairs which explains why it could've been him, plus I saw some car lights start up and go and then come back so maybe that was him buggering off in the car. But where would he be going at like 1am ish? Crazy bugger.
So yeah, I'm still thinking that if there is a noise my parents will hear it.
Anyway, how are all of you?
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I'm OK.
Edited to add: Patios are evil...I set fire to one once.
scared :nervous:
You big fat liar, Mist. Drunk people can't type that well. *tut tut*
*points to above* Deary me.
#
I've had years of practice and im gonna throw up
Nooo, I will call him to death by then. Silly moo.
Anyway, it's all quiet downstairs at the mo. And before anyone suggests it I ain't going down there though. lol. If there was a robber person I'm sure they'd make a lot of noise trying to get the widescreen TV out the house. And the pooter. Heavy things. I was going to look out my window for footsteps in the snow (quite the detective eh) till I realised I can't find my bloody glasses, plus I'm sure the room the person went in was the garage...which is directly below my bedroom (the room I am in now). I am typing very slowly and quietly. Taking forever.
I hope my dad isn't in bed though cos he's like the...tallest person in the house, though I'm buggered if I know how that helps us.
And Mist, # to you too. That little # means 'I'm horny'. Not me, him. Uh huh. Go PM him porn.
scare him by jumping up and down.
I do that, and dust falls out of the ceiling in the basement.
Hmm, I'm such a coward. I am too scared to look out my window now cos I'm remembering the times when you're a little kid and tell creepy stories and all I can think about are the ones where there are three heads hanging above the window...or ones where some looney is grinning freakishly at the window holding a head or a knife or something.
And my looovely mother told me there are crazy old people down the road (they all sit on a bench all day.
So, what I think is...they came through the back door, passing the gate but leaving it open (which would explain the strange metally noise I just heard) and fiddled with the backdoor and got in but decided not to get the valuable goods out the back door (which is actually more of a side door) because they'd have to keep passing the noisy gate and so opened the front door quietly opening the inner locks (damn those stupid locks to hell!!!). Then they decided to go in the garage cos these people are old and think that old junk stuff might be in there from my parents youth. And they are going to attempt to steal my...teeth because they want some...new ones.
Okay, I'm going to hide under my duvet now cos that always makes things better. :rolleyes: And pray that when I wake up (if I fall asleep which wil be difficult since my bed is really squeaky and I haven't heard anyone come out of the garage yet :S) I still have my teeth, or at least some nicer ones. Oh, and that the TV is still here.
I like how I am being all jokey when I actually am rather scared. lol
Never know what might be lurking out there. :no:
Maybe the mad people were cold...and they just wanted some warmth in the garage.
You could take them some tea and cakes...
:yes: wise idea
I've run out of cakes...
There are people, who's TV's and teeth are in danger, and your complaining about running out of cakes!! :rolleyes:
I thought that was a good idea
I'm just going to go to bed. I have heard no activity for a while now. Strangely I have also not heard any of the cats running about :eek2: which they usually do because they like to be annoying and haven't liked me since I accidentally spilt orange juice on one of them. I didn't mean it. The stupid thing isn't even allowed on the kitchen work surface bits so it was her own fault. The carton exploded open and unfortunately she was what it landed on.
Anyway, yeah, night. If I don't post again call the police and tell them some girl has been killed by old crazy people somewhere in Derbyshire...or just assume I have nothing I can think to post on. Tra la la.
Are you fucking mad?! Ah yes, a weapon, I shall beat them to death with this old wrapping paper roll I didn't use at Christmas! Bugger off! It's dark, I am a weedy girl and I am nude which is just totally inappropriate and I am scared to open my damn door, lol. And you expect me to go downstairs?! Crazy shit!!!
I have flashes of those scenes from Jeepers Creepers in my head. Stupid damn movie. Bed. Now. Argh.
Yes!
Oh well it was just a suggestion if it was me thats what I would do! Please don't tell me you found Jeepers Creepers scary?!
I can't believe you could tell that just from me typing #. I'm so transparent. :crazyeyes
you could use that to your advantage
No but those dead bodies all over the place were kinda creepy. And the end bit where his eyes were hollowed out. And the guy in the nasty pit thing who had a big load of stitches on his stomach and was still alive. Awwww, that nearly made me cry.
Anyway, hurrah! I am still alive. Although I think they whacked my head repeatedly with that wrapping paper roll cos my head really hurts.
do you like my daisys, Daisy?
yay lots of daisies! If I'm bored enough later I may go on my other smilie site and get some more...but for now these will do! lol, most of them are daisies, some are suns but hey, who cares?
There aren't not daisies!, just Smilie Suns with spikes on!:p
So, any idea wot was really going on yet?
double negative dear
Anyway, I SAID that some of them weren't daisies!
Anyway Daisy, you found out what's happening?
When someone was in his garden bless him